Mountaintop girl

 That winter. Nam remember. Nam and his father, and sat more than 10 hours of coach, came to N from the town of Maple City. Chinese New Year around the corner. New Year's Eve is the day before.

This is her first time to see the city. Park bus station with many dirty and old coach. Pile up the roof tied up the luggage. Waiting next to a large number of cars on the clogged around the home New Year's travelers. They squat at the food stands in the vicinity, relying on blanket wrapped nap, play cards, a dense mass of like a group of birds resting along the way of movement. Notify the start of a trumpet sounded the call of a lot of people upset Lara stood up, carrying large bags crowded forward, like birds of a H and casual.

road were crowded in a rickshaw, bicycle, bus, all do not give, horn went off everywhere. A lug baskets of the women were knocked down. Luo Kuangli the potatoes and carrots in the mud down. Woman cursed loudly, knelt down to his hands blindly and quickly mired into the apron and the potatoes inside. Woman's hands and face were mud, saliva towards the ground and shook fiercely. No messy double cooked through to her feet.

Nam's hand was tightly holding the hand of man. Small, white finger curled up in a man's big hands warm inside. She reel to move forward. South damp cold winter. Feet are muddy water. Great big drops of cold rain drops to hit in the face, the way clothes and slid into the collar. She Suzhebozi gently hold your breath. Wearing a coat and Floral cotton corduroy trousers folder.

a fringed pink triangle scarves to her neck and face of the lower half of tightly bundle up, showing only a pair of eyes. Eyes very dark. Diablo. Petal shape, Shuiguang glittering. Attention has been surprised to flow, with a bit of trance. Have not grown up look, but with a kind of passion for beautiful and desolate. A girl belonging to his childhood in the desolate look.

them out of the station, came out on both sides of the streets full of shops. Where the sale of food, water, bags, dried seafood in coastal cities. Foul and foul air. They walked quickly inside the noisy and cold to walk, as if through an unending stream.

man in the street, stop, hold up the Nam volley jump over the fence, on the side of the road every other aisle. Where the accumulation of the garbage and bicycles, and traffic has not been. Only the rain across the board rain fell cold and drop, heavy fighting in Nam in the eye. Her step back, forced open my eyes blurred by water.

man's body bends to her face to the girl. This time only to see the face of a man. Blue and khaki jacket, hair disheveled. Because the death of his wife and life distress, has been unhappy. Naruto, a middle-aged man that is a pity in the face. Chin distribution of green living symbol of frustrated stubble. His eyes like a cautious finger, touching the girl's soft face.

He said Nam,cheap UGG boots, do you hungry.

roadside kiosks smell hot bread wheat flavor and heat. The smell of food is the flame, already so overwhelming to burn up the stomach. Nam nodded hard. Man smile. With a fleeting smile of his sorrow.

he said, and so on here. Nam. I come. Then he got up and walked away.

Nam,cheap UGG boots, black eyes, looked at men slowly through the crowded traffic and pedestrians. His blue khaki clothes like a leaf trembling slightly. Back of the silences. Steamed steamer across the street is still filled with steaming hot, cold wind blew the cloth curtain shop buzzing ringing. Faint cries pass over: hot bread, just came out of the hot bread ... ...

At this moment, she felt the rain water in the snow beads. Small ice particles that cool rustling sound to play on her face, she looked up and saw the gray sky like a bruised face, held her breath, floated down the vast snow. With black birds flying. Damp slowly flapping their wings, cooing voice issue. Fly to the southeast from the northwest, the body as petals scattered light. Nam watching birds, feel his lips melting snow penetrate into the skin. She drew scarf, revealing the face of frozen white. Nam desolate whole face with virginity. She Yang Zhaolian see birds fly away.

side of the road, a man standing outside the shop, reaching from the black bag and pulled out a small handkerchief wrapped into packets lattice. From which he took out a small denomination notes. Then a small package inside of the bag and inside.

wearing a white coat with a salesperson pad of paper, handing me a hot bread. Holding a hand-hand man Lin Zhaobao bread, turned around to prepare to cross the road. He was rain wet hair clung to his forehead. Eyes, while pity anxiety.

him to come back. Nam Zhiding watched him stare. Clothes that Chuanlan snow man standing on the roadside and the noise figure twilight years, in the Nam Tong Ren Diablo was faint in amplification, solidification. Until the imprint mark.

3 minutes later, the man left the Nam of the world.

mother Nam is just a black and white photographs.

photo hanging in the town of Maple grandmother's wall. It was his father and mother wedding photo. Women's hair long tails and child. Floral cotton shirt to wear breasted. Innocent smile on her face. Southern Health and her eyes exactly the same. The father of the young and handsome, his face filling with has the same bright smile. Only on the mother's memory, is a snowy wilderness. Her smell, her skin, her voice, her smile ... ... totally not seen.

father taught elementary school in town. He comes from the city, responding to the call of his casting haze of confusion and passion to stay in this remote valley inside. Nature wise man, and his fate is biased. Mother is a beautiful daughter, the landlord, while sympathetic to the silent man look noble. Sympathy culminated in marriage.

married 1 year later, his daughter born, his wife died. Completed its life cycle. Never leave a man out of the fate of the trap. Two years in Nam, when a man covered with red marks on the back holding the city to allow proof, left sadly, back to the city.

Nam remember an old wooden bed. Is the old-fashioned southern town of bed. Engraved with elaborate patterns crushing, hanging with embroidery cloth curtain. Yellow does not remove the old nets to, suspended above a spider web, and after years of dust, winds falling on the ground were numerous. The bed on the living room, empty, never used.

hall to accumulation of stored grain, baskets, wood materials and dry goods. Dry, cool place. Occasionally the sun roof of thatch from the gap came in shooting probe. Bright beam of light in the dust, according silent wooden bed. Grandma does not touch this bed Xu Nansheng, because the mother's body to stay in bed. Her birth in this marriage bed. Struggled for two days and nights, and finally died because of infection and excessive bleeding.

Nam do not remember being grandmother grew up in his arms the day feeding paste. Life is always innocent. But with the strong vitality of weak growth. But remember your childhood ignorance, moving around, like most around the bed. Grandmother to the village stream laundry, Nam alone at the door, watching the sun slowly draw the shadow on the wall. Then she went to the empty silence of the hall, lifted the wooden bed nets falls to stroke inside the bare wood. Bedding have been washed away, board issued a slightly moist breath of decay. Upper left corner of a piece of wood fades the blood stains. Drying had been scrubbed off by touching the blood.

mother died when the blood had soaked the mat like the tides. It was a hot summer. July morning, the dark blue velvet sky as if broken. Father back to the mountain from the city, he went home to borrow money Grandpa. Along the way see the bright stars in the valley flashing, like large pieces of tears. He had a feeling of powerlessness. Nam was finally born. Cry of pain the mother is violent heat evaporation, the final left with only small blood stains. Nam Sang believe this is the only mother left her a clue. Is the life blood from the latest material,cheap UGG boots, thick sweet liquid exudes pure flavor. Blood is death, birth, destruction, integration, healing, update ... ... the blood is the life of the witness. Father holding Nam tears.